As soon as she saw her father, the Princess smiled even more. The pearly white teeth contrasted the jet-black of her eyes, a combination that a couple... of gentlemen had already termed deadly. The King made his way across the hall, the crowd parting more out of respect than out of command. The Prime Minister followed the King at a discrete distance."My dear Princess! You look only too beautiful," the King remarked as soon as she was within earshot.She grinned at his compliment, managing to hid. We both stood up and I was getting ready to lean in for hug and say goodbye."Let me walk you back to your room, okay?" Of course, I would like that, a lot. Although that won't let you watchmy ass as I walk away." I was trying to be flirty, but I feltbutterflies in my stomach. "What time is your flight tomorrow? You alldid fly right?" Yes, it is at four o'clock. My sister is taking the kids to breakfastat the Grand Floridian at eight. I guess Mary Poppins and some othercharacters are. I slowly began to push into her forbidden hole. It was one of the most intense feelings ever. Mounika held Priya's hand as she watched my shaft slowly disappear inside. I pushed slowly, knowing her body was not at all built for this. Mounika, grabbed my shoulder and kissed me full on the lips. I slowly pulled back, and then pushed back in. A little further this time."Are you okay?" Mounika asked Priya.Priya just nodded affirmatively as she tried to hold back tears.I continued thrusting. His hands gripping my ass tight while I sat on the counter, him buried deep inside me, coming deep inside me.Home, shower as cold as possible. I stepped out of the memories only to realize that I had missed my stop. This had never happened before and I pressed the button, grabbed my bag and squeezed past the other commuters.What was happening to me? We had fucked nearly the whole weekend but I was horny as fuck – again. Or still?Cursing I rolled a fag as I made my longer way home. This had.